The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 50

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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 050

 

When a suspicious person is together with a child who must be taken away, and an anxious signal is felt from Elisia’s side, what should be done?

 

Shubel’s choice was simple.

 

“Uh, why are you approaching, brother- Hey hey, wait, save me, gah!”

 

He knocked out the fox mask in one blow and then grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.

 

Normally he would have just abandoned him and left, but the flow of mana he felt from the masked man grated on his nerves.

 

‘S-rank.’

 

And an assassin type who handles shadows at that.

 

In fact, even so, Shubel would have abandoned him and left, but thinking of Elisia who cares about the Northern Region’s security, he couldn’t just leave him be.

 

If he brought him back, she would praise him.

 

The healing priestess girl asked tremblingly.

 

“K-kind kidnapper sir… am I being sold to a bad place?”

 

“We’re going to Runein.”

 

“Oh, really? Please take care of me.”

 

The girl was obediently kidnapped.

 

Shubel, carrying the fox mask and the girl, immediately headed for the Duchy.

 

And the moment he entered the Northern Region.

 

Drip-

 

Shubel felt raindrops falling one by one on his head and looked up.

 

“…”

 

Like a scene from a black and white silent film, rain falling in his gray world was no different from some kind of omen.

 

The moment his colorless world filled with sounds and smells he had no interest in.

 

The sound of pattering rain, the fishy smell of melted snow like someone’s tears.

 

As some day from the past was projected onto reality, Shubel thought of someone.

 

Whether the woman who uniquely had color in this boring world might be crouching alone somewhere.

 

His gaze silently stared at the castle walls whose outline was faintly visible.

 

“I’m increasing speed. Hold on tight.”

 

“What? Mommy! Your Holiness!”

 

Following the path Shubel moved, condensed moisture began to swirl as snow crystals.

 

Kaiseus was restless beside Elisia, who had collapsed unconscious.

 

[Waaah! What do I do!]

 

Since he knew the coughing up blood had no connection to actual health, it wasn’t worry about that.

 

Since Elisia said she saw the White Forest during her previous coughing fit, just in case- he checked and found out.

 

[Her consciousness is being assimilated into the forest!]

 

He discovered the tremendous fact that Elisia’s consciousness was trapped in the forest and couldn’t get out!

 

Kaiseus sat down heavily on the sheets in despair.

 

[What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?]

 

100 years of dragon life.

 

Kaiseus, still a newcomer to the Dragon Clan, had no idea what to do in such situations.

 

Especially since his predecessor had disappeared without doing any handover.

 

Kaiseus, who had been groaning while holding his head with his cute jelly paws, suddenly gained some realization and lifted his head with a start.

 

[That’s right! Since it was the black human who handed over this ‘record’ to the gold human, if the black human comes and just gives a kiss…!]

 

Then feeling that causality wasn’t disturbed, the White Forest would release the gold human’s consciousness!

 

[As expected, I’m a genius!]

 

Kaiseus had rather classical thinking for a 100-year-old baby dragon.

 

Like a dragon who loved fairy tales where a prince awakens a princess who ate a poisoned apple and fell asleep with a kiss, he thought everything would be solved with just a kiss.

 

Imitating the gold human with his arms crossed- though his arms were short so it just looked like he had crossed his chubby arms- and nodding his head, he suddenly felt tremendously terrifying mana covering everything in pure white.

 

Kaiseus froze like ice.

 

‘N-no way?’

 

The rain clouds covering the Duchy froze from the cold mana and became snow clouds.

 

The dull sound of falling rain gradually subsided, and in the quieted world, pure white snow began to fall softly.

 

Kaiseus soon felt someone approaching at insane speed and screamed while doing a forward roll.

 

[Kyaak!]

 

The covenant ring fell where the dragon had been.

 

At the same time, the closed window shattered with a crash!

 

“Elisia!”

 

Shubel realized that the closer he got to the bedroom, the less he could feel Elisia’s presence, and felt strong trauma.

 

There was only one case like this- when his wife had collapsed.

 

Her breathing growing faint in his arms, the red blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

 

As the intense colors of that day came back to life, he experienced panic he had never felt even on battlefields.

 

Shubel roughly searched the room, calling his wife’s name like someone who had gone mad.

 

Belatedly discovering Elisia collapsed alone inside the bed hidden by the canopy, he stopped still in place.

 

His pupils, which had always been calm, shook violently like a ship caught in a storm.

 

“Ah.”

 

The crystal butterfly door knocker fallen and broken on the floor.

 

Seeing the object meant to pray for someone’s safe return, his solid body swayed for the first time.

 

“N-no, my lady, please, no…”

 

Thud, Shubel knelt on one knee on the floor and carefully embraced Elisia’s body with trembling hands.

 

His breathing grew louder and more labored.

 

“Don’t go, please.”

 

Patter.

 

Instead of the stopped rain, clear tears fell from the man’s eyes.

 

Shubel, who had been swallowing his sobs and constantly whispering no, don’t go, thought of someone’s presence and turned around sharply.

 

The healing priestess girl, Nety, who had somehow ended up watching a man’s desperate pleading from the front row, was startled.

 

The purple light flashing between his disheveled black hair was more like that of…

 

‘The scriptures said the dragon’s eyes that caused the Thousand-Year War were that kind of purple.’

 

She thought blankly and then belatedly came to her senses and shouted.

 

“Let me take a look!”

 

Nety ran over and firmly grasped Elisia’s hand.

 

For a moment, Shubel, who had been about to strike her away while radiating killing intent, barely succeeded in restraining himself.

 

Something intense he had never felt before was seething in his chest.

 

Had he ever wanted someone this much?

 

‘…That can’t be.’

 

To him, Elisia was like the most beautiful masterpiece in the world.

 

The only painting with diverse colors and light in a black and white exhibition hall.

 

Just watching was enjoyable, so there was no reason to grasp it and damage its value.

 

He also had no desire to possess anything.

 

“…”

 

He had definitely thought that way in the past.

 

His face contorted with incomprehensible confusion.

 

“Merciful three goddesses of fate, embrace this pitiful one’s soul-”

 

Along with Nety’s prayer, pure white light extended from her hands and flowed into Elisia.

 

Shubel looked at Elisia, who had her eyes closed as if sleeping peacefully, and moved his lips slightly.

 

‘This emotion… what exactly is it?’

 

First it was curiosity.

 

After curiosity came the arrogance that he could control this situation.

 

After the arrogance crumbled, he acknowledged that the initiative in the relationship lay with the other party.

 

But even so, he wouldn’t change. Because Shubel Runein was originally that kind of existence.

 

‘Why exactly-‘

 

But why did he want to reach out and greedily grasp his sleeping wife?

 

Shubel unconsciously reached toward Elisia’s blood-stained lips, then endured by clenching his fist so tightly that blue veins bulged on the back of his hand.

 

‘What have you done to me, my lady.’

 

It was the moment when the monster that had instinctively craved its counterpart, unaware that something was sprouting within its own heart, first became conscious of its desire called ‘possessiveness.’

 

“Clear away the darkness of the future and bestow upon us a bright rainbow.”

 

Finally, Elisia’s eyelids lifted, revealing vivid ruby-colored eyes.

 

Whoooosh—

 

Was it an illusion? The sound of rain that had been like an auditory hallucination began to subside.

 

‘What is this…?’

 

The trembling in my hands that always accompanied rainy days also stopped.

 

Instead, what filled that space was quiet silence.

 

Just like that meeting with the man who erased the rain and brought the first snow to my world, the entire world became quiet.

 

I had the strange illusion that someone was holding my crouched body tightly.

 

‘Who is it?’

 

When I unconsciously lifted my head at that warmth, the illusion of the White Forest disappeared and reality settled in instead.

 

I looked at Shubel before me and slowly blinked my eyes.

 

“My lady!”

 

Shubel’s violet eyes trembled faintly.

 

Then the transparent remnants that had lingered at the corners of his eyes fell onto my cheek.

 

Drop—

 

I felt the hot moisture and sensed my thought of ‘When did he arrive?’ freeze in place.

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